BondEBarbra

Part 1 -  It was everything it was nothing-- It curved without boundary at temperatures  infinitely burning. A dense spot holding the ingredients to our universe. Particles racing around too sexy to settle down-- it was the beginning. In every equation  of general relativity, the radius of space-time starts at zero-- as do all our cosmological theories. From this point, an expansion: flat and smooth. Science does not address conditions before this-- they are not representative of the universe we now live in the one immediately after  the Big Bang, past the point of zero. The temperatures relented,  particles found each other more attractive. Some began to cluster, bringing new particles into existence. From quarks, we get protons and neutrons, foundational parts of the atom-- not indivisible as once thought, electrons included. Photons colliding at high speed, generating masses give birth to both positron and electron-- particles, destined many to annihilate eac...

Young and unbothered, with time not young enough, to be oblivious to it but young enough. The sun rises even on a cloudy day as if to say, What will be will be.  Our permanent accountable-a-buddy, reminding me,   I have not yet done all that I will do.  And like the sun, each day I must rise too.    Young enough to be bothered by the betrayers and naysayers, the ex-lovers and friends, the corruption and hedonistic whims. Young enough to still mourn the loss of them.  They say every rose has its thorn, that every life sees its fair share of storms,  that grief is a badge, an honor of having once had,  but like any good farmer knows, nothing grows once the soil's gone bad.      Still young enough to have hope, this paranoia will not stay until the end. The bitterness and resentment dissolved in   faith and forgiveness-- water under new bridges,  pH in balance.  Old enough to know that what's meant for me ...